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He seemed not to budge, which only made the knot in Laurel's stomach increase. She didn't like that he was this way. She liked men that would fall for her wily charms and would laugh and play along. She liked men that could be moulded.

Instead of answering his question, Laurel rolled her eyes. Well, you're no fun, are you? She gave him a sassy look and said, half sassy Laurel and half bubbly cheery girl, If it's so hard to grasp for you, why don't you just go somewhere else instead? She sure wouldn't mourn losing his company.